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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

(A/N) This is it guys!

Rains Pov:

"And I was thinking, you should come with me!!" Taylors exited voice says through the phone.  At first, the idea seemed surreal – going to the Eras Tour with her. Going to the Eras Tour at all. Of course, the pull of attending was undeniable, but the thought of experiencing it with Taylor added a whole new level of excitement. Would she really be the one flying me out and staying with me during the tour? Typically, when she has shows, it's a routine of her leaving and returning, with us hanging out in between. But now, she's saying for me to join her for all three Paris (chose a random one) shows – a trip to Paris on her dime? I mean she is a billionair.

"Taylor! You'd do that? For me?" I ask into the phone, pressed against my ear, my heart skipping a beat at the incredible gesture.

"Yes, Rain! I already asked your mom and everything! You will have front row floor seats all 3 nights! Don't make me give those up, buddy!" She chuckles joyfully, the excitement palpable through the phone. Front row seats? It's her concert after all; she could have chosen any seats, but the thoughtfulness of it overwhelms me all the same.

"Taylor, oh my god! I love you so much, thank you, thank you, thank you!" I exclaim ecstatically into the phone, my gratitude out in a rush of emotions. As we discuss logistics and details, my mind races with anticipation and sheer disbelief. Me,I, Rain Grace Hope, embarking on the Eras Tour with none other than Taylor Swift herself - it's a dream come true, a surreal moment that I can hardly wrap my head around. 

20 minutes later, Taylor had to hang up abruptly because she realized she was running late for her tour rehearsal. It was for the upcoming concert that I was attending. Feeling a surge of excitement, I made my way over to my desk, gently placing my phone down before my mind wandered off. Suddenly, overwhelming joy engulfed me, prompting me to let out a burst of ecstatic screams. Wasn't it unbelievable? I ventured over to my closet, immediately beginning to plan out my outfit for the concert for the following week. I could use the stuff from the vibrant Halloween costumes Harper and I had wore as pink and purple fairies.i can use the luffa and the glitter.  Amidst the chaotic rummaging through my drawers, I laid my hands on the pink Loveshackfancy skirt, gifted by my grandmother on a Black Friday sale. It was a treasured possession despite the delayed birthday present, a testament to her thoughtful bargain hunting. Compiling the outfit, everything I have is pink, so I guess im going as lover. Not complaining. I should pair the skirt with a simple white shirt. After a search through my closet, I selected a white spaghetti strap top with a crisscross in the front that I had bough from an online shopping spree. Content with my outfit choices so far, the spotlight shifted to the final piece of the puzzle — the perfect pair of shoes. My eyes fell on my pink Jordans, realizing they would be the ideal complement to complete my outfit for the Eras Tour.

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Today is the big day, the day we've been waiting for! Taylor picked me up yesterday, and together we took off on a flight to Paris. The anticipation of today fills me with such excitement that I can't even feel my face! 

Taylor's commanding voice breaks through my thoughts, 

"Rain! Get dressed now we are leaving soon!" She says from the bathroom, reminding me that it's time to get ready. She's always so full of energy and determination, traits that I both admire and find challenging at times. In these past few hours I have been with Taylor, I've come to notice that Taylor has a strong sense of control, like my mom. Ew . Despite my love for her, I can't help but cringe at the thought of her telling me to sleep separately simply because we have two beds in the same room. It's moments like these where I question her reasoning, almost feeling as if she's treating me like a child. Nevertheless, her urgency in getting ready for the day ahead prompts me to quickly scan through my suitcase for the perfect outfit. Knowing that I've already set aside my concert attire in a separate bag, I opt for comfortable blue sweatpants with stripes running down the sides, paired with a classic black tank top. A simple ensemble, yet fitting for the fact that ill be spending the next few hours in Taylors tech rehersal, so I dont need to dress up. After changing, I effortlessly tie my hair back into a ponytail, deciding to save my makeup routine for later.